Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 456 Darkness
On the top of Mount Olympus, Achilles raised his sword and pointed it forward, with infinite light surrounding him.

And this time, just as he said, Ares really had no way to avoid it.

No matter how angry he was that the gods did not help him, the God of War did not dare to let this madman enter the Golden Palace in front of Zeus and Hera.

But the good news is that this time he is finally not facing the enemy alone.

In the sky, two majestic auras pressed down one after another, echoing Ares from afar.

The three powerful gods released their strength without restraint. Even though each of them was not a strong man in this field, the combined power of the three was enough to make any true god take them seriously.

"call--"

The aura locked onto the hero in front of the Golden Palace, and the God of War no longer wanted to say anything more.

Even if the opponent's victory was only due to the power of other gods, one's own failure was an indisputable fact.

Words were so pale that now Ares had no choice but to stop this mortal.

Then he was brought before Zeus, allowing him to witness with his own eyes the power that only the King of Gods possessed.

Taking turns on the throne?
Even I, the legitimate son of the King of God and the Queen of Heaven, have never dared to have such delusions. How dare you say such outrageous words!

brush--

Facing the sword of Achilles, a bronze glow shone on Ares' body.

He didn't want to face this powerful artifact head-on, but he was an immortal god after all.

At the same time, Phoebe in the sky also raised the cross in his hand, stirring up the clouds in the sky.

As soon as she arrived at the sacred mountain, the goddess was startled by the rising golden sun.

There was no need for Zephyrus to remind him. Feeling that he had lost face, Phoebe once again took the initiative to call down the falling stars in the sky.

There was no sun and no moon, and no one knew how long this night would last.

After all, no matter whether it was supposed to be day or starry night, the golden chariot that brought light failed to drive into the starry sky as promised.

Then, in the deep night, storms and meteorites fell from the sky, like an alternative "heavy rain", falling on Mount Olympus.

"Good - good job!"

Achilles laughed loudly, and with a burst of golden flames rising into the sky, the four auras collided with each other without reservation.

As a result, many mountain ranges collapsed and sank, and only the main peak where they stood stood tall and firm under the protection of the power of the God-King.

boom--!
The war between gods, which had just stopped for a moment, was staged again in a more intense form.

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Outside the Golden Palace, vast divine power was vented everywhere.

However, inside the Golden Palace, pillars engraved with gorgeous reliefs supported the palace, and in front of the long banquet table, the sound of a pin drop could be heard.

Zephyrus returned as promised, and brought back ancient gods who did not belong to the gods to help in the battle.

However, the gods could see without anyone explaining that the existence of Phoebe was of no help to Achilles, who had absorbed another "sun".

Moreover, since Phoebe has come to help, the speculation about Zephyrus's whereabouts has come to a conclusion.

The God of the West Wind went to the starry sky, the secluded place where the ancient gods who wandered outside the divine court lived.

As we all know, before Zeus displayed his great divine power, the gods had never had the ability to hold the starry sky in their hands.

It was not until the God King revealed his strength that his power was sufficient to support him in gathering the starry sky.

But before any action could be taken, the Typhon Rebellion put an end to it all.

Until today, Zephyros went to the starry sky with the token of the God-King, but the only one who responded was Phoebe.

Did the God of West Wind only visit her and then return in a hurry, or were the gods of the Titan era still unwilling to bow to the gods?
"Zeus, it seems that Zephyrus's method is not working."

Others might choose to wait and see, but Hestia doesn't need to care about that.

Sitting on the honorable throne that belongs exclusively to the Lord God, the goddess shook her head slightly.

"If that doesn't work, I will help Ares capture him."

"In any case, he was the one who started this unnecessary trouble... At worst, we can just detain him and not do anything further."

The sounds of fighting outside the Golden Palace became more and more intense. In fact, many gods agreed with what the Hearth Goddess said.

Although Zeus’ previous explanation seemed logically self-consistent, in fact the gods did not understand his choice. They just respected the power of the King of Gods.

As the living God King, it is understandable that you don't want to make enemies with the original God because of a mortal, but this time it was obviously the other party who caused trouble first.

If it was the original god himself who came, Zeus' choice could still be understood as cautious.

But if we were to be wary of a mere mortal who was valued, it would be too ridiculous.

Now that Hestia asked this question for them, it naturally aroused their agreement.

"Auntie is right. If something goes wrong with the Primordial God's artifact, we can just return it."

“But allowing a human to wreak havoc on the sacred mountain is probably not a good thing.”

"If Your Majesty is reluctant to take action, I am willing to help and capture this lunatic."

The voice was sonorous and powerful. On the side of the temple, Apollo also rarely expressed his opinion.

Originally, he had neither good nor bad feelings towards Achilles.

But now it is different, because the sun pulled by the golden chariot was absorbed by the powerful artifact twice, and the palace where the chariot was parked has long since turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Even these alone would be fine, but Apollo felt an inexplicable sense of threat and disgust towards the indestructible sword.

Obviously, although Apollo, who was acting as the god of the sun, did not know the origin of the sword, he still had a sense of it.

After all, Levatin's first owner was once the god of sunlight and fertility in the Nine Realms. However, under the guidance of fate, it eventually became the weapon that killed the sun god.

The two main gods spoke one after another, immediately arousing a wave of approval.

Regardless of their original opinions on this matter, Achilles' contempt for the gods made every god present have some opinions to some extent.

For a moment, voices rang out from inside and outside the Golden Palace at the same time. Only Zeus sat high above, quietly listening to the opinions of the gods.

He nodded occasionally, but mostly smiled and never expressed any opinion.

As time passed, the sounds outside the Golden Palace became louder and louder.

Obviously, this battle between gods and men is approaching its climax.

If it weren't for the power of Zeus to stop it, the Golden Palace would have been shattered in the war of gods long ago.

It was not until this moment that Zeus suddenly raised his hand, as if he had finally waited for something, and stopped the gods from talking.

"Everyone, be quiet."

With a sincere smile, Zeus's eyes slowly swept over the gods in the temple.

Under his gaze, the Golden Palace returned to peace again.

During this trip, Zeus watched the God of West Wind go to three directions of the starry sky. These were actually three questions he asked, or three invitations he issued.

Now that the first two have already had results, the third and most important one is finally about to surface.

"What a coincidence! If this mortal from the spirit world hadn't caused trouble on the mountain, I would have to summon the gods for something."

"Because today, a guest happens to be visiting the Temple of God."

"I had hoped to resolve this problem ahead of time...but I didn't expect that I would end up being laughed at."

Zeus tapped the armrest and stood up from his seat.

The three-colored scepter hung silently at his waist, and the God King seemed ready to go out to greet him.

Haha... he's finally here. But if he doesn't come, even if he doesn't want to, I will have to limit the intensity of the war on earth.

After all, for Zeus, who once deceived so many gods with sweet words, his most luxurious thing is trust.

You promised me that we would stick together, but I don't believe you.

Only if you establish your enemy first, then I will believe that you really have no intention of regretting. ······
boom--!
Outside the temple, golden light illuminated half of the sky.

The flame-wrapped sword tore through the divine power protecting the God of War and slashed fiercely at his body.

The body that seemed to be made of gold immediately cracked with a bloody wound, and then slowly healed in a burst of green light.

Hebe, goddess of youth, daughter of Hera, cupbearer of the gods.

Although her strength is very ordinary, she has a companion artifact that most gods envy.

The liquid that flows from Hebe's golden cup can keep people young forever and restore the damaged to their original state.

With the help of the golden cup, Ares can finally try to block Achilles' sword head-on.

Even though each hit would be enough to cause unbearable pain to ordinary people, it instead aroused the ferocity brought by his bloodline and priesthood.

boom--!
Ares caught the meteorite from the sky and threw it at the enemy.

Achilles simply cut it apart with his sword, and the two halves of the meteor fell behind him, creating a basin on the earth.

The more he fought, the more the young hero felt the excitement and heat of the sword in his hand.

It seemed as if it was also eager to drink the blood of the gods and make its enemies feel the same pain as it did.

“Hahahahaha…Ares, come again!”

Soaring into the air under the cover of night, Achilles laughed loudly.

This is the kind of battle he wants, and defeating the enemy in such a battle is the glory he gains on the battlefield.

The young hero vented his emotions wantonly, and his loud voice shook the whole area.

So much so that he did not notice that the battles in the sky suddenly stopped, and Phoebe and Wind God were filled with disbelief.

"Oh, the gods... are nothing more than that."

With his sword raised, Achilles was about to inflict another heavy blow to Ares.

However, in just a moment, the young hero suddenly swung his sword back and slashed.

My hair stood on end and a sudden feeling of fear came over me.

However, the next moment, Achilles suddenly discovered that the edge of his sword seemed to be blocked by something.

锔——!
He took a step forward, turned around and drew out his magic sword.

But what relieved and surprised Achilles was that he did not feel any resistance.

"Who are you?"

With his muscles tensed, the young hero stared cautiously at the three figures that suddenly appeared behind him.

A man and a woman stood on his left and right. From them, Achilles felt an aura that was even stronger than that of the God of War.

As for the black-clad man at the head... Achilles could not sense any aura from him.

"God King? Or the God King's subordinates?"

"If you are not a member of the Divine Court, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

For some reason, Ares didn't take the opportunity to attack.

But just by looking at the two gods acting as 'attendants', Achilles knew that the people in front of him were not easy to deal with.

If they are already enemies, then a battle is probably inevitable.

But if not, then there is no need for him to create more powerful enemies out of thin air.

"The God King? The God King's men?"

"Ha ha……"

The voice was not loud, and it seemed to come from in front of him, but also from far away.

Achilles only felt that the person in front of him clearly did not conceal his appearance, but he could not see clearly no matter what.

Holding the artifact tightly in his hand, the infinite light and heat gave him back some confidence.

The young hero raised his sword slightly, as if in a threatening gesture.

"Really? Then you should leave."

"This is my feud with Olympus, it has nothing to do with you."

"is it?"

As if smiling, the man in black shook his head slightly.

"I wonder what kind of grudge is worth making such a fuss?"

"Someone tell me, maybe I can make peace with it."

"Really? What if I want the throne of God King?"

Achilles was somewhat unsure of the man in black's actions, so he tested him directly.

If the other party was a member of the Olympus God Court, he would never be tolerated to be so presumptuous.

However, to the young hero's surprise, the man in black in front of him just nodded, as if to show his approval.

"No problem. As the God King...there's nothing I can't do."

"But if you want to be a God King, you must have enough ability."

"In the past, Zeus became the king of gods after going through a 'life' calamity and then a 'death' calamity."

"I have been to the abyss, broke into the palace of the second generation of God King, suppressed the Earth Mother, and defeated the Demon King Typhon."

"Compared to him, what great things have you ever done that you want to sit on the sacred mountain and rule the earth and the sky?"

"The big thing I've done?"

After a moment's silence, Achilles said, "Zeus came to power only because he was better than his father."

"He defeated Typhon and the Earth Mother simply because he was stronger than them."

"So if I am stronger than him, then my strength is my capital. But since you are not Zeus's subordinate, why don't you stop these people from the God Court for me? After I sit on the throne of the God King, I will definitely reward you accordingly."

Still testing, Achilles had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

However, the man in black in front of him just nodded again, and then shook his head.

"No need to bother with that... Let me make a promise with you. If you can win, you can take the throne of the Divine King. But if you can't win, I will no longer give face to my old friend and will just ask you to go back to where you came from."

"Agreement? What agreement?"

Achilles asked subconsciously, and saw the man in black draw a black circle on the ground.

It is dark inside, with no light, and it seems like eternity.

"It's very simple. Just walk into this circle."

Raising his hand slightly, the man in black pointed at the black circle in front of him.

"No matter what method you use, as long as you can shine the light outside the circle, I will consider you the winner."

"Then you will naturally be the one to sit on the throne of the Divine King."

"But if you can't..."

The man in black was still smiling as he hadn't finished speaking.

He is the only mortal in the whole world who can fight with him.

Even if the other party dies once, he should be content.

(End of this chapter)